Anmin Town, the closest town to Longweipo, in the past, Fang Huan often followed the old medicine head to Anmin Town to buy and sell medicinal materials.

Today is the day of the assembly in Anmin Town, and Fang Huan rushed over early in the morning, followed by Lingdong.

Lingdong was wearing a big mink hat on his head at this time, which was used to cover the ears of the two particularly eye-catching foxes, and the tail behind him was also hidden in the wide robe, but he was still carrying the long purple box behind his back.

Fang Huan didn't want to bring Lingdong with him, but the little guy seemed to recognize this good brother and followed Fang Huan like a fart.

"Where are you from?"

"Spirits. ”

"Where?"

"I don't know ......"

So Fang Huan also acquiesced to this little guy following him.

Previously, among the relics of the villagers of Longweipo, Fang Huan had only salaged out a total of more than four taels of silver.

If it is a family of four taels of silver, it can be said that it is a lot, after all, two taels of silver is enough for a family of three to spend a month (ten yuan is one tael), but more than 30 families in Longweipo add up to more than four taels of silver, but it is a bit too poor and sour.

There is no way to do it, in the poor countryside of Longweipo, there is no place to spend silver, and the villagers almost exchanged the silver for rice and bacon and piled it at home, but this kind of thing has become useless for Fang Huan.

In order to get enough silver, Fang Huan ran to Ziyun Peak with his agility and picked a lot of herbs, in order to sell them at today's Anmin Town rally in exchange for some silver taels.

In the past, when Fang Huan followed the old medicine head to collect medicines, he was still an ordinary person, he could only pick some ordinary herbs, those rare herbs that were old were generally grown on the cliffs, Fang Huan and the old medicine head were a child, an old man could not climb at all.

It's just that now Fang Huan is already a cultivator of the Four Tripods, and it is naturally not a problem to climb rocks and collect medicines.

To Fang Huan's surprise, the performance of agility on Ziyun Peak.

This little guy's perception of herbs is actually no less than Fang Huan's, you must know that Fang Huan has Shennong Ding, known as the Shennong Ding condensed by the Hundred Herbs, in his body, so that he can perceive herbs so keenly. And the little guy who is agile, there is no trace of the operation of the spirit tripod in his body, he completely relies on smelling, and sometimes he finds that the herb is faster than Fang Huan.

Also, Fang Huan is a cultivator, walking in the mountains is like flying, and it is not difficult to climb cliffs and jump streams, but he is agile but can follow Fang Huan steadily and not fall behind.

Fang Huan was not a fool, so he naturally knew that this little guy was probably also a cultivator.

It's just that since the ancient period of Yuhuang Ding Kyushu, the practitioners have practiced with the method of casting tripods, isn't this little guy practicing the method of casting tripods?

Although Fang Huan was curious, he didn't ask too much, it was too rude to inquire about other people's secrets just a few days after they met.

After coming to the bazaar, Fang Huan found a vacant seat to sit on the ground at random.

Other people who come to set up stalls carry bamboo baskets or carts to carry their goods.

But Fang Huan was different, the black stone ring flickered between his fingers, a large burlap cloth flew out of the ring and spread it on the ground, and then a series of medicinal herbs continued to fly out of the ring, and the smart squatting on the side was neatly placing the medicinal herbs one by one with his hands and feet.

Looking at the envious eyes of the people around him, Fang Huan, who was only fifteen years old, couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, who let us be cultivators? Who let us have a storage ring.

As everyone knows, what the people around them envy is only the ring on Fang Huan's hand, and Fang Huan himself is very dissatisfied.

Are you a cultivator running over to set up a stall, are you ashamed?

However, Fang Huan didn't understand this, and he didn't care, so he opened his voice and shouted: "Don't miss it when you pass by, all kinds of rare herbs, sold cheaply, free of charge, no penny!"

This method of selling...... It was taught to him by the old medicine head in the past.

shouted for a long time, but no one took the bait, and no one patronized.

In the past, he came to sell medicinal materials with the old medicine head, and the passers-by saw the old medicine head an elderly Langzhong, and they were still a little interested in seeing them for free, saying that the other party's illness proved that he was a smart doctor, and people could pay for your medicinal materials.

But what about Fang Huan and Lingdong? Two children who are not more than twenty-five together, how can their medical skills be higher?

The medical skills are all the older you are, the more brilliant you are, unless you have a brain pump, you will let the two children see a doctor?

There are more and more people in the market, and it is becoming more and more lively, but Fang Huan is still not patronized.

There are a lot of medicine halls in Anmin Town, although they are more expensive, but at least the efficacy of the medicine is guaranteed, and few people are full of food and run to the market to buy medicine.

Just when Fang Huan was a little excited, a young man staggered through the crowd, hurriedly ran to Fang Huan's stall, squatted down and looked carefully on Fang Huan's stall.

The young man was about his early twenties, with a bookish face, and he seemed to be a scholar, and he looked anxious at the moment.

"This little brother, do you think what medicinal herbs do you want to buy? is it to invigorate qi and blood, or to strengthen the body and bones?" Fang Huan suddenly squeezed out a smile.

"Ganoderma lucidum!"

"Lingzhi, I have a lot of Lingzhi here, how many years do you want from the little brother?" Fang Huan continued to ask.

"More than a hundred years!" the young man said with anxiety.

Fang Huan stretched out his hand and pulled twice in the medicine pile, then took out a Ganoderma lucidum the size of a palm and handed it to the young man.

"My only one, 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum! Five taels of silver, it's very cheap, no two prices!"

"Brother Huan!" Lingdong suddenly opened his mouth to speak, but Fang Huan held it down from behind with his arm and slapped it.

Agile can only shut up stupidly.

The young man twisted and said, "Little brother, it stands to reason that five taels of silver for a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum grass is indeed not expensive, and it can even be said to be very cheap...... But...... I am really shy in my pocket, only three taels of silver, you see......"

Fang Huan showed an embarrassed expression, and finally waved his hand a little helplessly: "Forget it, three or two will be three or two." ”

"Thank you, thank you, little brother, no, thank you so much!" The young man hurriedly took out the silver from his cuffs and handed it to Fang Huan, then held the Lingzhi in his arms like a treasure, got up and left.

Fang Huan was playing with the silver in his hand, and suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Wait a minute, come back!"

The young man holding Lingzhi froze, turned his head to show an expression that was afraid that Fang Huan would regret it, and asked cautiously, "Engong is still ...... What else?"

Fang Huan asked casually, "Seeing that you are in such a hurry, what do you want Lingzhi for?"

When the young man heard that Fang Huan didn't want to return to Ganoderma lucidum, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My mother is seriously ill, and the doctor said that she wants a century-old Ganoderma lucidum as a medicine to cure it." ”

"Oh, although this hundred-year-old Lingzhi is precious, most of the pharmacies in the town also have treasures, why did you go to the market to buy it?" Fang Huan asked as he glanced at the crowd coming and going in the market, asking very casually.

Perhaps this young man is a person who has read some books of etiquette and poetry, and he has questions and answers to Fang Huan's questions, which is quite polite: "I am really shy in my pocket, I only have three taels of silver, and the price of the century-old Ganoderma lucidum in the town's pharmacy is also ten taels, so I have to come to the market to try my luck." I don't want to meet Engong to solve the urgent need below. As he spoke, he bent down and made a Confucian bow to Fang Huan.

Fang Huan nodded and said no more.

The agility on the side kept touching Fang Huan with his elbow.

"That's the next goodbye. ”

Seeing that the young man was about to disappear from view, Fang Huan suddenly stopped him: "Wait a while!

The young man stiffened his body and turned around, his face full of sorrow, and said, "What else is the matter with Engong?"

Fang Huan waved his hand at the young man and motioned for him to come back.

Then the young man reluctantly walked back to the stall, and when he saw the face, he was about to cry.

Fang Huan bent down and picked up two handfuls in the pile of medicinal herbs, then turned out another Ganoderma lucidum that was about the size of a palm and handed it over: "You better take this and go, it's also a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, put down the one in your hand, that one hundred and one year, I lost too much by selling three taels." ”

The young man was stunned, then put down the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, took the Lingzhi handed by Fang Huan, and bowed again before leaving.

It was only when the young man turned around that a little golden light flew out of the young man's body, and finally floated into the ring between Fang Huan's fingers.

The power of merit!

"Brother Huan, I knew you were a good person. Agile showed a smiling face to the other party.

Fang Huan rolled his eyes and ignored it, you are a good person, your whole family is a good person!

Looking at the faint power of merit floating into the ring, Fang Huan's mind once again remembered the deathbed instructions of the six true people: don't take evil as small, don't take good as small.

In fact, the Ganoderma lucidum that Fang Huan handed to the young man at the beginning was not a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, but a Red Tiger Ganoderma lucidum.

The size of the Red Tiger Ganoderma lucidum is very large, and the ten-year year is equivalent to the size of the hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, unless it is a person who is proficient in medicinal herbs, ordinary people cannot distinguish the difference between the two.

The effect of the Red Tiger Ganoderma lucidum is to strengthen the body, the medicinal power is vigorous, and it is generally used to replenish the qi and blood of the person who practices martial arts.

Fang Huan originally wanted to use the Red Tiger Lingzhi to pretend to be a hundred-year-old Lingzhi in exchange for the young man's silver, so the agility on the side would keep touching Fang Huan with his arm.

It's just that in the end, Fang Huan still didn't bear to violate his conscience for a few taels of silver.

Just as Fang Huan was thinking about it, a group of people suddenly rushed over from the other end of the market, and walked to Fang Huan's stall in a menacing manner, condescending.

"Who told you to sell medicine here?"

Fang Huan raised his head and glanced at this group of people, there were more than a dozen of them, and there were also a few cultivators among them.

"Don't you know that this is the territory of Shenwangzhuang, give you five taels of silver, sell us all these medicinal materials, and then you two hurry up!" The man in charge threw out a silver ingot and smashed it on Fang Huan's chest.

Fang Huan didn't dodge, otherwise, with Fang Huan's current cultivation, it would be impossible for a Yiding monk to smash it.

"This kid is really unlucky, he was actually touched by the people of Shenwangzhuang. ”

"It also deserves it, who doesn't know in Anmin Town, the medicinal material market here is monopolized by Shenwangzhuang, and it deserves to be unlucky if you dare to sell medicine on the territory of Shenwangzhuang. ”

"Be quiet, be careful to be heard by the people who visit Wangzhuang. ”

The people around him whispered, but Fang Huan was deaf and clear-sighted, so he naturally heard it clearly.

The medicinal herbs on Fang Huan's stall at the moment were far more than two taels of silver, and if they were all sold, it would be okay to sell them for more than a dozen taels.

"Do you hear me, little bastard? Are you deaf or dumb?"

Seeing that Fang Huan didn't reply, several people from Wangzhuang shouted angrily.

It's been a long time since I've heard that name.

Fang Huan raised his head and showed a sunny smile: "If I don't buy it, what will you do?"